#9 Dying Wish!

Breathing heavily, panting, and gasping, I trudged along the untrodden path barefoot, lost in both direction and thought. The sky rumbled above, mirroring the turmoil within me. A drizzle fell on my face, prompting me to look up. It was a pitiful night, indeed.

I didn’t mind the thunder, nor the rain, nor the surrounding coldness. I was scantily dressed, the night’s weather acting against me. The harsh elements seemed almost fitting, a cruel reflection of my inner despair.

“Ouch!” I winced as a thorn pierced the thin skin of my toe, the sharp pain jolting me momentarily from my sorrow. The night only seemed to get worse. Perhaps the moon goddess had heard my silent plea. I was about to vanish in this desolate place, disappearing without a trace from everyone’s lives. Such grace! A faint, sarcastic smile spread across my face as I pulled out the thorn, watching more blood ooze from the fresh wound. Maybe my long-standing wish to die naturally was about to be granted. Yes, you are right!